No, I'm in rush hour traffic, semi trucks blocking intersections because opposite traffic is backed up...
I finally get around that, get in the right lane, then the guy in front of me makes a right turn.
So I kick in the passing gear to get that one more spot ahead, then some *** wipe in a motorcycle with the high handlebars cuts me off from the left lane.... :finga: :finga: :finga:
So I kept in the gas and was only about 2 foot from his back tire. Then he wants to keep even with the car next to him and tries to wave me down from being so close. So he cuts me off, then wants to slow down, but is nervous because he sees me on his ***... Well, if you don't want me riding your ***, DON'T F*CKING CUT ME OFF!!!! :finga:
It's not like he couldn't hear my engine revving before he cut in front of me. He knew what he was putting himself into...
Lack of planning in your part does not constitute an emergency on mine. If he wants to play roulette with his life, then why should I take precautions to save it. :violent1:
They want us to "watch for motorcycles", but then the motorcycles drive like a--holes. If you want me to respect you on a motorcycle, then obey the rules and don't ride the shoulder, median, and cut in and out of traffic. I know not everyone on a motorcycle drives like that, but there are enough of them to be a nuisance around here...
Then on the way back, I was in the left lane and the guy I'm passing in the right side starts to drift over into my lane. So I swerve a little left in my lane an honk at him, and some lady in a BMW convertible starts honking at me. So I tell her that I wasn't honking at her, but was honking at the other a--hole and she started to get mouthy.... :finga:
Then my son tries to blame me for both incidents. He was sleeping both times and didn't see what happened.... :violent1:
It's Friday, in Chicago rush hour.... :banghead: :banghead: :banghead: